Sammy’s Hill by Kristin Gore - Chick Lit + Cliches + Cheating.
According to some chick on amazon [god. i should have know. she likes Sex and the City], Sammy’s Hill is the greatest thing since slice bread:
“As a devotee of Helen Fielding and Candace Bushnell, my bar is exceptionally high for fiction where the heroine’s exploits include men, alcohol, and email drama. However, Ms Gore’s DC answer to Bridget Jones rises to the occasion and made me laugh out loud many times throughout the two days where I could not put this book down. This insider’s view of politics humanizes an otherwise dry area of subject matter and made me want to learn more about what happens as the behind the scenes staffers work long hard days for their political seniors. One need not even agree with Ms Gore’s brand of health care policy to enjoy a delightful, well researched and humorous read. My favorite addition was the use of Blackberry as a verb - well done throughout the book.”
WTF. Couldn’t put it down in two days? Jesus. This is the pinnacle of light reading. Should take you a couple hours tops. Let me give you a more accurate review.
This is SATC with a dash of cliches in politics. Yes there are ‘sex’ scandals. and ‘back stabbing’ but that’s the extent in which Ms. Gore dives into politics. Maybe she wanted this book to be ‘racy’, who knows. My main problem with this novel is that the ‘heroine’ [i do say that loosely] is completely one-note. We don’t get any real description of her so we assume she’s pretty [?] She’s supposedly the idealistic young genius that has high hopes for politics but we don’t relate to her at all. Why? Probably because the other 94% of the book is about her stupid love life with another Senator’s speechwriter.
He apparently is the love of her life that turns out to be a cheater. How surprising. Anyway, the book documents her relationship through ups and downs - his lack of attention, her stalkerish ways, you know what? No one cares. I don’t care enough about her to care about her love life.
If this is meant to be a political satire, then it fails.
If this is meant to be chick lit on the lines of ‘Confessions of a Shop-a-holic”, then it fails even worse.
It’s like asian fusion. Pick a genre and stick with it already. Jeez.
